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Zip it.


The torture, the misery, the hate!

why must we endure this!

our teacher can maintain sanity while we are biting our toungs.

Were going under, slowly slipping. 

gasping for air as we come up. Why must our mouths stay shut.

our minds run rampid yet our lips stay still. You push us, purposely to test our limits. 

you are rude, aweful and ridiculous. We must keep our respect when you never do

our fight zip it is coming to an end, we are loosing.

you will see one day, our shoes are yours for the wearing.

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